After a while, the waiters brought the meals one after another.
Western food is divided into portions, each ordering and eating its own thing. The other three people's food is exquisite and rich, while Qin Changsheng's is just a bowl of green pasta.
"Hello, can you find me a pair of chopsticks? chopsticks."
Qin Changsheng looked at the tableware and found that there were only knives and forks, so he asked the waiter for chopsticks.
Liang Wencheng found an opportunity and began to mock again: "This is a pure Western restaurant, but there are no chopsticks!"
Du Nanqiao felt that Qin Changsheng was embarrassed, so he whispered: "You just eat it with a fork, isn't it that you can't eat it?"
Jian Xi smiled and said, "If you want to use chopsticks, just use chopsticks. This restaurant has chopsticks."
The waiter smiled and nodded: "We do have chopsticks available, please wait a moment."
After a while, the waiter came back and brought Qin Changsheng a pair of chopsticks.
"Thank you." Qin Changsheng took the chopsticks and started eating as if no one else was watching, not caring about the strange looks from Liang Wencheng and others.
At this moment, even the people on other seats were frequently looking at Qin Changsheng with different expressions in their eyes.
But for Qin Changsheng, these gazes could not enter his heart at all.
Only people with low self-esteem would pretend to use unfamiliar knives and forks in a Western restaurant as if they were familiar.
Qin Changsheng is from China and is used to eating everything with a pair of chopsticks, so he doesn't think there is anything wrong with this.
If it weren't for the fact that Jiangzhou people eat less pasta and don't like garlic when eating noodles, he would now dare to eat just two pieces of garlic.
But after all, this is the place where his mother went to college, and her mother also fell in love with fried noodles here. If he had the chance, he would like to try a bowl of authentic Beijing fried noodles, with just two pieces of garlic, to experience his mother's experience.
with the past.
"Beijing University..."
Thinking of his mother, Qin Changsheng couldn't help but think of Capital University again.
That was the university my mother attended back then.
It seems that it was God's will that caused Su Zinan to fail to finish college and was expelled from the school because she was pregnant.
And he did not finish college and chose to drop out.
Both their mother and son were admitted to college, but failed to complete it. This probability is rare for only a few people in the country.
And this time, since Chai Kongqing has arranged for him another opportunity to study at Beijing University...
Qin Changsheng, who had never thought about Chai Kongqing's arrangement before, suddenly became interested.
Perhaps, he went to Beijing University to study for two years, successfully graduated from Beijing University, and received a degree certificate, which would make up for this regretful past for him and his mother.
After all, Beijing University was the school where his mother studied. If he went there to study, he would feel the traces of his mother's past in every corner of the school.
With these thoughts in his mind, Qin Changsheng couldn't help but eat the noodles a little slowly, making it seem like he had a hard time swallowing.
When Du Nanqiao saw that he was in a daze and couldn't eat, he frowned and said, "If you don't want to eat, don't eat. My mother will treat us to dinner tonight."
Liang Wencheng's pupils shrank and he asked in a deep voice: "Has he met Auntie?"
Du Nanqiao actually said these words intentionally for Liang Wencheng to hear. After hearing this, he nodded with a smile and said: "Yes, my mother likes Changsheng very much. She almost treats him as her own son."
This sentence is correct, but in Liang Wencheng's ears, it was Chai Kongqing who regarded Qin Changsheng as his biological son-in-law. As the saying goes, a son-in-law is half a son. As the saying goes, the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she
The more I like it...
He gripped the knife and fork in his hand so hard that his knuckles began to turn white. He turned to Qin Changsheng and said, "Brother Qin, why don't we go out to smoke a cigarette and chat for a while?"
Qin Changsheng had long guessed that Liang Wencheng's meal had a purpose. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows, put down his chopsticks with a smile and said, "Okay."
He wanted to hear what Liang Wencheng would say.
Du Nanqiao frowned and warned: "Liang Wencheng, after all, don't do other tricks!"
"Don't worry, we are all civilized people."
Liang Wencheng promised, stood up first, and hooked Qin Changsheng.
Qin Changsheng took steps to follow.
Jian Xi stared at their backs and asked Du Nanqiao: "You really dare to let them be alone together, and you are not afraid that Liang Wencheng will take action against Qin Chang?"
Du Nanqiao said nonchalantly: "What's there to be afraid of? I've said everything I need to say. Even if they fight, it has nothing to do with me."
"And don't underestimate that Qin Changsheng. He has many evil intentions. Didn't I tell you? He has been in prison before, and it seems that he was in jail for intentional injury. If he really takes action, Liang Wencheng
I’m afraid I’m not his opponent yet.”
Jian Xi frowned and said: "In any case, Liang Wencheng is a child of a third-rate family after all. Although he is not as good as our Jian family, he is not bad either. You'd better be careful. If you really piss him off and make him angry, not only
You are in danger, and even your parents' business will be affected."
Du Nanqiao said pitifully: "So you have to protect me, the daughter of the Jian family!"
Growing up, few of Jian Xi's classmates knew how powerful Jian Xi's family was. Only a few people such as Du Nanqiao and Liang Wencheng knew that the Jian family was a well-established and wealthy family in the capital.
They are not among the top or first-rate families in the capital, but they are firmly at the second-rate level.
As for the Du family, they don’t have any prominent background. Du Nanqiao’s parents were both self-made grassroots people. Although they have now established a firm foothold in the capital and are from a wealthy family, in terms of background, there is no comparison with these wealthy families.
sex.
That's why Liang Wencheng seemed unscrupulous when pursuing Du Nanqiao, but when facing Jian Xi, he always tolerated everything.
Liang Wencheng now calls Qin Changsheng out to chat alone. You can guess with your toes that it must be a conversation between love rivals.
Liang Wencheng has been pursuing Du Nanqiao since high school. How can he feel safe when a man suddenly appears and becomes Du Nanqiao's boyfriend? He still lives in Du Nanqiao's house and is treated as his biological son by Du Nanqiao's mother.
?
It is not difficult to imagine what kind of conflict would break out between the two of them outside.
At the same time, Qin Changsheng followed Liang Wencheng out of the western restaurant and came to a less crowded aisle not far away.
"Boy, I'll give you a chance. As long as you leave Du Nanqiao's side voluntarily, I can let you go."
Stopping, Liang Wencheng turned around, not hiding his hostility, and said to Qin Changsheng coldly.
Qin Changsheng smiled and shook his head and said: "That won't work. Xiao Qiao and I are in love, and we have a strong relationship. Moreover, even Xiao Qiao's mother praised me very much and was very satisfied. She said that I must be my son-in-law."
Liang Wencheng gritted his teeth and said, "If you knew my identity, Liang Wencheng, you wouldn't say that... unless you wanted to die!"
Qin Changsheng made a look of surprise and said, "When you said that, I remembered that I heard Xixi say in the shopping mall that your Liang family is a third-rate family in the capital?"
Liang Wencheng smiled with satisfaction and nodded: "Just remember! How terrifying the size of a third-rate family in the capital is, it's not something you, a young boy from out of town, can imagine!"
Qin Changsheng asked with a smile: "I don't have much education, so I want to ask you a question."
"You asked."
Qin Changsheng wondered: "Third-rate, third-rate, isn't it just rubbish? Why do you feel that you are so proud of it?"